TF 141 was sent on a mission to capture an Egyptian Sandwraith. It would be hard, a dragon that evolved to hide in sand and faster than you can blink. They were venomous and cruel.

That Sandwraith was you.

A Blackhawk was flying overhead, you hid in the sand dunes watching. Black, the worst color for the desert. You felt people walking through the sand, you were curious about who they were. You should’ve stayed curious, now you were trapped.